*Chandler POV*
She cut me off. "No. I honestly do want to be here with you. I really do. That thing I was really happy abour when you came is-- is... Well my sister, Melissa hates me... And she is sort of jealous of me because of you-" I got furious. "Why would she hate you? You're perfect. I don't care what she has to say about you. You do not listen to her! It isn't true."
She started rubbing her wrists.. I picked up her wrist to look at it.. "Alisha? How long have you been doing this? Is it because of Melissa?" I ask, obviously concerned. "I... I... I don't know..." she says as she starts crying. I pick her up and put her in my lap. By the time we got to the convention, it was 9:00. She had stopped crying and just stared out the window. "I'm sorry.. I really am.. I didn't mean to make you cry." I say. She looks at me. "It's okay. I know you didn't mean to."She says quietly.
We get out of the car and I wave to the limo driver. "Follow my Lesha." I say. Wait.. Did I just call her Lesha? I think I did.. "Awh. Already have a nickname for me?" She asks jokingly. I laugh. "Can I tell you a secret?" I ask stopping at the door. "Yeah. You can always tell me anything."
I start to talk "Alisha... I think... I think I love you.. A lot."
